#330am

I wish people understood this is what I mean when I say I don’t function well on my period. Instead I’m told to “go take a midol” or “it’s all in your head”

I often times can’t sit up straight when I’m cramping, and the cramps last for HOURS at a time for several days. I don’t sleep because of the pain, pain relievers don’t even touch the amount of pain I’m in. The pain goes from my head down to my toes, a full body ache.

Just tired of it. And the only help from doctors I’ve been given is birth control and so far, every type I’ve tried has made me suicidal.

Que yo, defectos, tengo muchos. Incluso si no te gustan estos, tengo más. Pero te digo que el corazón lo tengo bien grande.

I go and dance for four hours, hard as hell, until my muscle start giving out over and over again. Why am I such a shutin? Why am I a recluse? I took breaks and drank water, but I went hard like I remember in military school.

How do I forget how important dancing is to me? And music? Music was my way to worship growing up, it’s how I communed with God. Now I don’t believe in him, but it doesn’t mean I don’t commune with him.